• Tears streak silver,
    as I scream,
    blood streaks crimson,
    as I bleed.

    Another blow,
    another part of me,
    lost to pain,
    and suffering.

    My love forsaken,
    torn to shreds,
    and trampled upon,
    with no regret.

    My love ignored,
    and forgotten,
    in the fury of the moment,
    and the swing of the hand.

    Falling,
    failing,
    crumpling,
    to the ground.

    Spirit crushed,
    soul torn,
    heart in tatters,
    bloody splatters.

    A look at the face,
    that cause this,
    this pain,
    this fate.

    This look,
    this glimpse,
    it brings more,
    much more sorrow.

    How can I ignore,
    this steady beating,
    this welcome warmth,
    even in the midst of the blows.

    Look upon me,
    your spawn,
    yout seed,
    and tell me that you have forgotten.

    Forgotten all love of me.